The Great Battle

Two armies blew their war trumpets
as their soldiers marched in rows
On a dreaded plain they brought bloodshed
they all digested their fear, if not they were dead

Bloodshed I tell you is not for the faint hearted
these soldier’s hearts halted
then beat again in a sudden burst
as one threw his spear to the front line, they dispersed

One army tripled in size the other
the former brought death
A ray of life brought the later
as they battled one another.

To those of life the battle was now lost
all precious hope now lost.

Alas! There's victory for none
For those who brought death,
death they'd won.

Now silence overcomes this human body
The soul has been pulled out of Mama’s body
This tragedy no man could mend
now Mama's life has reached the end

A moment of silence filled the room
now Mama will lie by her groom
Hhawu mntanami! cried Gogo in the room
A toddler’s cry was heard from the room

Gogo took the toddler in her arms
as tears soaked her wrinkled face
she held this orphan child's hands
as she prayed for strength, for together they have much to face

This war was now over
maybe for Mama
but has long started over
in tiny little Nana

You see...... long be for Nana was born
Mama was young with large hips
and as she walked many boy's hearts were torn
for she had rosy cheeks and luscious lips

One day Ubaba won her heart
he paid in full for her lobola
Their hearts became one heart
She became his Cinderella

He was a gentleman
now no more
He had one pretty lady
but now wanted more

He often beat on Cinderella
and often  had one too many
poor Cinderella
the pieces in her heart where one two many

Ubaba said he had a stressful job
he always put in extra hours
Now family must pay for the stress in his job
as Cinderella’s love worked unpaid hours

One Day Ubaba drove his expensive car
wearing expensive attire
He picked up a 15 year old girl in his car
this self claimed 21 year old became the flame of his desire

Ubaba loved skin to skin
and refused the right choice
his employee wasn’t keen
But her new boss gave her no choice

Now Ubaba broke his wedding vows
but Mama kept her vows
Ubaba got a horrible illness
Ubaba gave Mama a vessel of Aids

So Cinderella lost a battle not hers
Could this battle be yours?
You think this battle is your neighbors
why can't we make this battle ours!

WOMAN

WOMAN

There is more to her
than meets the eye
Her bulging beauty blinds the restless eyes that vie
as if she where a prize

Mini skirt or hijab
his heart is hit by a beat
stopping jab
her smile is layer upon
layer of light that makes
the breathing of onlookers bright

Her eyes speak out to the world in search of a morsel of meaning for every thundering thought

making every word
that she blinks
an ornament of mystery
to those that look
into the distance she is
and yet only see
as far as themselves

Woman you are a wonder
no wander men meander  endlessly ego sighted
in search of the cosmology
of your beauty
forgetting that you are a conundrum of The Infinite
a depth illusive to the hand
A universe that
the minds of many
are unable to mine.

Jar Of Light

With heads bent at the door
They barely hear you pour
Barely able to draw
The ruby like ray's
of what light gives you to store
If their sight
could not kiss the jar
How could their lips see
The receptacle
into which you pour
The cup whose brightness
writes the soul
of sentences on our faces
the embroider of the reason for Allah's remembrance
upon hearts
the season that causes love
for Adnan to blossom so fragrantly in the fertile fields
of star bound souls
the art that gave birth to all arts, the galaxy that glows
in the corner of every atom
the infinity that definitions
cannot fathom
the death of detail
the journey without a trail

we sit with our heads
bent at your door
pouring ourselves into the particles you pour
our souls absorbed
in the Essence's ebb
our heart beats become
seeds carried by the
pleasant breeze of The Presence
our blood vessels
circumambulate 
The Throne
our lungs drowning
in awe of the unknown
the deeper death drips
from every breath
inhaled elements explode
into the length of light
love's life lives
eternally in every
breath exhaled
our lips are locked
to beauty's brim
with every gulp
perception is
engulfed by elevation
and never stoned by separation

you are love's height
love's hearing
and love's sight
love's touch
and love's delight
love's taste
and love's light

Jar of light
what was broken
you make bright
whatever you water
grows beautifully lush
what sweeter means
have we other
than you to the marvel
of the Prophet's musk
no clearer lens
is at our disposal to see
Love's luminous
landscape unmasked

BEAUTY'S BROTH

Beauty's broth bubbles,

In the lover's pot,

With every stir the light lit doubles,

Love's hymn in the heart is hot,

As melody  turns to straw taunting troubles,

See souls drowning in the dot inside the dot,

As the seeker's salivating stomach rumbles,

Lines far stretched are drawn back to the dot,

The caving crave crumbles,

Sentences are sown back to the sacred spot,

saved by an affection that is safe from a seeing that stumbles,

For the regal regent whose knowing is not in a knot,

Words are awoken by the drumming dreams
Forgetfulness forgot

The resplendent remembrance of the riveting radiance by which truth humbles

The motion of moments that peel the purpose in fate's plot

For far from him the fool fumbles,

Yet from his lips wisdom was granted her lot,

And from the depth of silence gold mumbles

From love to love
In love by love
To love for love
In love with love

Upon him is love
For he is beloved to Love
Only loved by the loved
Only blinded from the blind
Only found by the profound
Only witnessed by those witnessing

Sacred Storm

From
form to form
Hearts are drawn
Then by the very form
That those affections adorn
Those hearts are out worn

From dusk till dawn
Hearts comb
Their beloved form
So their love is constantly reborn
Even the flames that time has evidently torn

From evening to morn
Hearts fall from the death of form
The widow wails but the heart forgets to mourn
As the soul is flown
Into the calm of the sacred storm
Into what the forgetful form
forgets to adore and adorn
Into the light of every form
Into the field from which springs
The fragrance of every form

These hearts housed
By phenomena of all that is form
Are never outworn
And never torn
But constantly reborn
In the ruby that reddens every form!

I'm No Thief

I am not a thief

I never had a knack
For breaking locks
of pad locked houses
I believe that
What was not written
As mine should not be desired
By this heart of mine
But my pen
has no perfection
To define 
Only blots of ink
that build up
on a fine line
Though not gifted
in seeing
the fine line
I've been gifted to
know what's mine
What wants to be mine
And What's mine to define

So try as I may
It is beyond my reach
To open the doors
Upon which your
Heart beats knock

Try as I may to discern the seconds that soak your emotions
I am unable to see the hours that build up your inner most state
Though I know that time's tic
Will soon come
to a sudden stop
I could never tell the
direction of motion
of the arms
on your clock

I am
A king
Only to love
A light
Only to love
I am a pauper
Only to love
A slave
Only to love

And so I love
with all that I have
And All that I have
is All that I love

I love with all that I am
I am all that I love

Beautiful Ocean

Beautiful Ocean
Drown me in the depths of your light

Sacred sky
Envelop my heart with the fragrance of your height

Dazzling drum
Purify my limbs with the perfume of your scented sound

Extraordinary element
Multiply my love consciousness  with your cosmic chemistry